Privacy [completed]

THIRTY-TWO| happy is love?

"That was the best concert I've ever been too!" Chloe cried of.

Harry smiled and got into his car. I got in the passenger seat and closed the door. I'm exhausted, I just want to lay down. Chloe is going with Lottie, Lou, and Lux somewhere. I don't care where she goes. I just want to go to sleep.

Harry started driving towards his penthouse and I sighed. I don't like going to his house. They perform here in Manchester for a couple more days and then the tour's over. They're going on a two year break  from what Chloe's told me. What's her fan account gonna do without them? Harry put his hand on my thigh and I flenched.

"Can I ask you something?" Harry asked.

I looked at him, mentally hoping he'd stop touching me but he never did.

"Would you ever consider moving in with me?" He asked.

My head tilted to the side.

"I know, it's stupid," Harry sighed.

"I don't know you," I admitted.

"Well, this is a good opportunity for you and I to get to know each other better," he smiled.

"I'm in university," I mumbled.

"Oh yeah," he groaned. "It's good, you're getting an education. But online college is a thing."

The remainder of the ride was awkward silence. I don't even want to live here, especially with him. We arrived at the penthouse and got out the car. He held the door to the building open for me and I walked in. We rode the elevator up and then went inside his penthouse.

"So," Harry said.

I looked at him.

"You do know I have a house in LA? We could live there, you could live off campus?" Harry suggested.

"No," I mumbled.

Harry sighed. "Just think about it."

I walked past him to the room he got for me. I sat laid on the bed. I opened the Twitter app and saw many questions about if I was at the concert, if Harry and I are dating, or if I'm underage. I felt the slight anxiety take over me.

I decided at that moment, stupidly, to tweet my second ever tweet.

@ BlueGirl
"Great performance @ OneDirection "

I tweeted and closed the app. I don't know why I decided to tweet. I just wish people would leave me alone. I wish he would leave me alone. I heard as Harry walked into the room. He kissed my forehead and wrapped his arms around me. I sighed at his touch. I wish he'd stop.

"You're so beautiful," Harry smiled.

I blinked away from his stare.

"Are you happy?" Harry asked.

I shrugged.

"You will be," Harry smiled. "I promise."

I pulled away from his hug and sat on the bed. I looked at the mentions on Twitter and frowned. So much hate, so much love, but no privacy.

Harry took my phone. "Don't."

He got on his phone and typed something. He handed me mines back and I saw he tweeted.

@ Harry_Styles
"You're so cute when you dance @ Blue Girl love you, H. xxx."

He made a huge mistake tweeting that night, too.

-

MEGAN

She ruined my life. That bitch is the reason I suffered so much. I remember when it all started, I remember every last bit of it. It was all her fucking fault!

I looked at the time and it read fifteen minutes before Christmas Day. I scoffed and closed my eyes. I hope she fucking dies the worst death.

-

"It's official. They're dating," I sighed into the phone.

"How could you be so sure? You've set us up so many times, we can't trust you that much anymore little squirrel," said Scott of PRIVACY.

"I'm seriously going to quit," I groaned.

"Well you can't. And do you want to know why? We got that stupid viral video of you kissing him off the internet, you're our secret insider and it won't be a secret anymore if you decide on quitting, Meggy," Scott growled.

"Whatever," I groaned. "Don't call me Meggy."

"Get up scoop today or you're not getting paid, Meggy," Scott said.

"I don't care about the money anymore!" I groaned loudly. "I don't care about that bitch anymore! Let them be happy!"

"Boo hoo for you! We have your leaked nudes you sent in High School, and plenty more dirt on you if you ever decide on quitting. We'll ruin your life, baby girl," Scott threatened.

I was going to cuss him out but he hung up. I hate this! I don't want to be the inside scoop anymore! I'm tired of constantly having to see what that bitch is doing. Truthfully, I'm wasting my life trying to ruin hers! It's not worth it! I groaned to myself and threw my phone across the room.

This is bullshit!